Cretin

There was a bitter woman with a farm near the woods
She kidnapped babies—raised them crazy—robbed their childhood
Penned in chicken coups like filthy animals
The woman kept her feral kids in a human kennel
Children running around
Chasing birds like geeks
Growling, howling, carrying on
They never learned to speak
The children's' brains were wrong but still they had to try
Escape had always stumped them—the fence was very high
A monkey-boy who liked to climb scaled it just in time
The feral kids were punished for his daring crime
Naked in the woods
Monkey-boy was scared
The feral kids cheered him on
He wished that he was there
[Guitar solo: Martinez]
Mom lit firecrackers, frightening them to tears
Accidentally dropped the lighter—angry pack drew near
Biting her near death, they breathed their first free breath
Then fled into the wild, no longer human pets